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... Dead . - How Not to Kill . - Accident . - The Military Bishop ........ 40 CHAPTER III . ORDNANCE SERVICE . Transferred to Ordnance . - Camp Beauregard . - Was my Oath binding ? -Resources of the Rebels . - Cannon stolen . - Manu ...
... Dead . - How Not to Kill . - Accident . - The Military Bishop ........ 40 CHAPTER III . ORDNANCE SERVICE . Transferred to Ordnance . - Camp Beauregard . - Was my Oath binding ? -Resources of the Rebels . - Cannon stolen . - Manu ...
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... Dead , -Détour . - Camp of 71st Ohio Volunteers.— Failure of Strategy . - General Johnson killed . - Death con- cealed . - Furious Fighting . - Horse killed . - Sad Scene . - Rebels gaining . Struck by a Shell . - Another Horse killed ...
... Dead , -Détour . - Camp of 71st Ohio Volunteers.— Failure of Strategy . - General Johnson killed . - Death con- cealed . - Furious Fighting . - Horse killed . - Sad Scene . - Rebels gaining . Struck by a Shell . - Another Horse killed ...
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... dead timber which falls during the winter - brought me into contact with the citizens for miles around . All sought ac- quaintance with the stranger youth , and were generally courteous and friendly . In trials of strength and skill , I ...
... dead timber which falls during the winter - brought me into contact with the citizens for miles around . All sought ac- quaintance with the stranger youth , and were generally courteous and friendly . In trials of strength and skill , I ...
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... dead man . ' There was one moment of dread suspense and breathless still- ness ; hands were tightened on daggers and pistols , but no hand was raised . The whole pack stood at bay , convinced that any attempt to take me would send ...
... dead man . ' There was one moment of dread suspense and breathless still- ness ; hands were tightened on daggers and pistols , but no hand was raised . The whole pack stood at bay , convinced that any attempt to take me would send ...
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... Dead . - How Not to Kill . - Accident . - The Military Bishop . THE fine horse , which was to have carried me to Nashville and thence to Kentucky , was kindly disposed of by an auctioneer , and the price , minus a handsome commission ...
... Dead . - How Not to Kill . - Accident . - The Military Bishop . THE fine horse , which was to have carried me to Nashville and thence to Kentucky , was kindly disposed of by an auctioneer , and the price , minus a handsome commission ...
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Thirteen Months in the Rebel Army. ... By an impressed New Yorker William G. STEVENSON Visualização integral - 1862 |
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Página 209 - Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue, Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you! Many a summer the grass has grown green, Blossomed and faded, our faces between; Yet, with strong yearning and passionate pain, Long I to-night for your presence again; Come from the silence so long and so deep — Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep!
Página 208 - BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;— Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!
Página 209 - Shading my faint eyes away from the light ; For with its sunny-edged shadows once more Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore ; Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep ; Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.
Página 170 - CORINTH, Tuesday, April 8, 1862. "To the Secretary of War, Richmond: "We have gained a great and glorious victory. Eight to ten thousand prisoners, and thirty-six pieces of cannon. Buell reinforced Grant, and we retired to our intrenchments at Corinth, which we can hold. Loss heavy on both sides.
Página 165 - Nor is it yet understood why the pursuit was not pressed. A rapid and persistent pursuit would have created a complete rout of the now broken, weary, and dispirited Rebels. Two hours more of such fighting as Buell's fresh men could have made would have demoralized and destroyed Beauregard's army. For some reason, this was not done: and night closed the battle.
Página 209 - Over my heart, in the days that are flown, No love like mother-love ever has shone ; No other worship abides and endures, Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours ; None like a mother can charm away pain From the sick soul and the world-weary brain : Slumber's soft calms o'er my heavy lids creep ; — Rock me to sleep...
Página 143 - ... near the fire, and occasionally sat upright, and added a few words of counsel. General Bragg spoke frequently, and with earnestness. General Polk sat on a camp-stool at the outside of the circle, and held his head between his hands, buried in thought. Others reclined or sat in various positions. " For two hours the council lasted, and as it broke up, and the generals were ready to return to their respective commands, I heard General Beauregard say, raising his hand and pointing in the direction...
Página 167 - I passed long wagon trains filled with wounded and dying soldiers, without even a blanket to shield them from the driving sleet and hail, which fell in stones as large as partridge eggs, until it lay on the ground two inches...
Página 89 - I acquired pretty nearly cost me my life, as will soon be seen, — a new illustration that "a little knowledge is a dangerous thing." We left Feliciana in the morning, and ran down the New Orleans and Ohio railroad to Union City, 18 miles, thence on the Mobile and Ohio road to Humboldt, which we reached by five o'clock in the evening. It had now grown dusk. During this time, I had mastered the working of the engine, when all was in good order; had noted the amount of steam necessary to run the train,...
Página 142 - ... Johnston stood apart from the rest, with his tall, straight form standing out like a spectre against the dim sky, and the illusion was fully sustained by the light-gray military cloak which he folded around him. His face was pale, but wore a determined expression, and at times he drew nearer the centre of the ring, and said a few words, which were listened to with great attention. It may be he had some foreboding of the fate he was to meet on the morrow, for he did not seem to take much part...